This was a scene I encountered a week ago at a familiar location.
The folks at my local library were trying to clean out their overload of books by offering many of them for sale at bargain prices in a used book sale. The books were displayed just outside the front entrance of the library and local bibliophiles were having a great time perusing the collection and searching for good deals.
I had to prowl the piles of written material myself having had a lifelong love of books. Regular readers here may remember that SWMBO and I owned and ran a bookstore called BOOKENDS here for 7 years.
I was tempted numerous times by some of the titles but then I remembered our bookshelves at home with so many volumes waiting to be read.
And then SWMBO, noticing what I was doing, reminded me of the normally closed cabinet with the cookbooks!
By the time I got around to taking this picture, our curious big black cat, Blackwell, had discovered a new niche to be explored. I didn't notice him in there until I was editing the pictures.
Having taken this inventory, I am glad I refrained from buying any more books at the library book sale.
Sort of.
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While I didn't take note of it when I posted this originally, ten years ago, June 6th was my mother's birthday.
She, too, loved to read and maybe would have enjoyed looking through our book collection.
Regrettably she died in 1953, before we had accumulated this houseful, many of which are gone now, passed on to other readers.